There sat none other than Xander Colt in his infamous Range Rover and at that exact moment, she knew she was dead.
The idea of running for her life seemed so appealing but the same part of her brain asked her how far she could run before he caught up to her. And the answer was barely a few steps. So like a good girl she stood there on her spot like a statue.
He flew the door open and came out of the car, his big wide shoulders all tensed up, and with the force with which he shut the door, she knew she was a goner. He would kill her today.
Xander walked to her in fury. She immediately noticed the darkness in his forest eyes which meant only one thing, murder!
"Get in the car!" He roared like a deranged man on an almost empty road making her flinch back.
She wanted to scream at him, tha
